At that moment, Boruto had no idea what fate awaited him...
All he felt now was gratitude and surprise. His young father had not only taken him to school, but had even come specially to pick him up after classes.
This was a father's love Boruto had never experienced before.
Now, seeing Naruto standing at the school gate and smiling at him, Boruto felt nothing but warmth—a warmth called fatherly love.
"Shikadai, Mitsuki, my dad's here. I'm heading off first. See you tomorrow!" Boruto said goodbye to his two companions.
"Yeah. We'll keep looking tomorrow. I refuse to believe that ghost won't show itself," Mitsuki, with his short white hair, said through gritted teeth.
"See you tomorrow, Boruto. Be careful and don't fall again. Though I still think the injuries on your face don't look like they came from a fall. They look more like your mom got mad and beat you up," Shikadai said, pointing at Boruto's face.
"Shikadai, I really did fall! Don't you believe me? A flat-ground fall followed by sliding can totally cause this kind of result. If you don't believe it, try it yourself."
At Shikadai's words, Boruto's face immediately reddened. He had lied to Mitsuki and Shikadai about the injuries on his face, claiming they had been caused by a fall.
"Whatever!" Shikamaru waved a hand and left together with Mitsuki.
Watching his companions leave, Boruto hurried toward Naruto.
"Dad, why did you come to pick me up from school?" Boruto asked, standing before Naruto and looking up at him.
Naruto patted Boruto's head. "Are you happy?"
"Of course I'm happy that Dad came to pick me up!" Boruto nodded heavily, though he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, after skipping class, he had arranged with Shikadai and Mitsuki to return to